Okay this is going to be a weird post to write and talk about. I was planning on posting this during the Christmas season but felt like I would’ve gotten a lot of looks at me as if I’m a Scrooge or something. So now that the holidays are over, I feel safe posting this ha! I was reading Kiran @ Book Maniac Review’s review of The Perfect Gift and a thought struck me, I don’t like reading Christmas books.
Now this is a weird thought to randomly pop in your head while reading someone’s 4 star review. The story sounded cute and it seems like it was executed well but yet, I realized I don’t like this genre. WHY? WHO DOESN’T LIKE CHRISTMAS THEMED BOOKS? WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU? etc.
Let me say this, I LOVE Christmas. Love it. I like spending entirely way too much money on gifts for my family, I like having a short little vacation, I like the food. Heck, I even like Christmas music. (Disclosure-I refuse to listen to Christmas music until the end of November. Every station that starts playing them after Halloween is crazy.) You guys, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Christmas movies. Elf, How the Grinch Stole Christmas, The Santa Clause, Christmas with the Kranks, National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation, Jingle All the Way, the list goes on and on. Those are some of my favorite movies of all time. I can’t get enough of them! I could watch them over and over and never get tired of it. (For purposes of full disclosure I will admit that I watched The Santa Clause 3x a week for the entire month of December.) But yet, I don’t like reading Christmas books.
While I kind of knew that I had this weird dislike for this genre, I didn’t put too much thought in it until now. It’s a weird thing and I want to figure out why. So here’s my thinking: I like books with action and mystery and the contemporaries I love have to be realistic with broken characters and situations but with a light at the end of the tunnel. I like books that have magic with a good vs. evil plotline. I like books that take me away to a whole new world. I like books that have technology and science fiction and what happens when we take it too far. These are all things that I feel most Christmastime books don’t capture.
In Christmas books there is magic, but the kind of magic that makes unrealistic situations possible (i.e two complete strangers falling in love while they are taking a stroll down a snow covered road). Yuck. I think they are too sappy for me, honestly. There is magic in the air, as we always hear, but it’s not the kind of magic I’m interested in.
Most Christmas books are set somewhere up north where there is snow and lots of it. I hate being cold. I would rather be lying in the sun with a cold drink and sweating my butt off. I like swimming and feeling the sun kiss my skin. I like wearing shorts and flip flops. All things you can’t do when it’s 10 degrees and snowing. I hate dressing up in layers and still being able to feel the bitter chill in the air. It’s not fun to me! So when I read a book that has these characters strolling about outside with snow falling all around it makes me shiver. I feel like I am outside with them. Kudos to the authors who can make me feel cold and overexposed even inside the warmth of my bed. But that’s just not for me.
I’d rather read about characters working at a summer job at snack shack on the beach on the East Coast. I’d rather read about a group of friends taking a roadtrip across the country with the windows rolled down and the music turned up. It doesn’t get too unbearably cold here during the winter but it is cold enough. When I’m trying to escape the cold winds, I want to pretend that it’s summer and I’m having an adventure.
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Oh hey, look! I found one!
And to be completely honest, I find most Christmas stories cheesy. You don’t ever read about rushing to the mall two days before Christmas because you had no idea your great grandmother was coming to town. You don’t read about not being able to think of anything to get your picky sister for Christmas. You don’t read about family drama because no one can agree on where to go for vacation. Christmas books are too perfect and while they are probably just being idealistic, I don’t want that. Christmas is rarely ever snow angels and sugar plums. I think that’s why I prefer Christmas movies over books. The movies that I mentioned above? The storylines aren’t perfect and overly romantic by any stretch of the imagination! They show what it’s really like at Christmas, even if it’s set in an imaginary town on a snowflake.
To all my friends and followers that love reading Christmas themed books this time of year, I in no way have meant to offend you. I sincerely wish I enjoyed these kind of books. I really do. But as you all know, some things just aren’t for you.